Rescued (Divergent High)

Your Protector

Prepare yourselves for this chapter I would say it is pretty intense and long, so good luck to all of you.

She gently caresses my face while she snuggles closer to my body. We are sitting in the corner of the elevator; her snuggled in to my body. I wrap her in a tight grasp not daring to let go of her and my head rests in between the nook of her shoulder keeping me warm. I stare at our reflection in the metal doors of the elevator across from us.

"It happened before I moved, I didn't want to tell you because we were both young and I didn't want to get you involved in the mess I called life at that time".

(Past)

"Evelyn Johnson Eaton was a brave, selfish, kind, honest wife and mother. She was always...", I look down at my black dress pants, trying to hide the tears forming in my eyes from everyone else sitting beside me. I see little droplets of water hit my pants creating small dark stains of tears. I wipe away the warm tears on my cheeks with my shaking hand.

I look up to see my fathers face and expect to see sorrow evident in his eyes like mine, but they show no emotion, just dark black pits. He looks blank, like he is thinking of nothing or his spirit left his body and ventured off into a new world. He has not comforted me once since my mother got sick. He just locked himself in his room and didn't speak to no one. I wonder what he would do in there alone.

Three months ago my mom had been diagnosed with thyroid cancer, but four months ago she learned that she was pregnant as well. In order to beat the cancer my mom was given to options, radiation and a new surgery that they just discovered. The problem was that it would kill my brother in the process. My mom being the selfish person she was refused all the options and slowly came near her deathbed. As my mother was giving birth to my brother she passed away because she wasn't strong enough to hang on.

A women stands up and makes her way to the alter dapping her eye with a piece of cloth. She starts to talk about my mom and I completely lose it. Why did she have to get sick? Why did she have to die? I get up and run, run as far as I can from the people who claim they know my mother. I find a hug tree with long soft vines hanging from the long branches. It provides a nice cool are of shade so I sit down and lean on the rough trunk. I rip off my tie and throw it away from the tree a few meters away and undo the first two buttons' on my shirt that make me feel as though I am choking. I run my fingers through my hair and quietly weep into the palms of my hands.

A week before my brother was due my weak frail mom pulled me aside, she gently took my hand and placed it in her warm callused hands. She slowly led me to her room and sat with me on her light blue bed. My dad had left to do god knows what, and mom was left at home weak and pregnant.

"Tobias I love you so much", she says smiling with tears gathering in her eyes, "If something does happen to me you have to... " I stop her.

"Please mom don't speak that you're going to get better, you cant...", I pause and take a deep breath. Tears threaten to escape my eyes and run down my face, "You can't die mom". She pulls me in for a tight hug, and rubs my back gently with her weak hand.

"I understand Tobias, but if the possibility does happen I need you to take care of your little brother", she coos as she points to her round stomach, " I don't think your father is very 'stable' right now so I need you to promise me you will not let your dad harm him in any way. Got it. Protect him as though he was your own son".

I nod even though I dread of the thought of my mother dying. I have to prepare myself for the worst outcome in this situation. I will follow my mothers wishes; I will protect my brother from my father even though it might hurt me in the process.